Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

"It's over, it's over, that lunatic is coming out."

Chang Shan had a grimace on his face. He didn't expect that the two of them would rather find the lunatic than take out the four Foundation Establishment Pills.

If you really want to say it, the price to pay for that madman is even greater, and it is not comparable to the four Foundation Establishment Pills.

Watching the two of them leave, it was already extremely difficult to catch up. The Qianhe Sect was known for its speed, so they could only prepare for the birth of Xinming.

"I just hope that the entire Southern Territory will not turn into suppressing him by then."

Sighing, Chang Shan returned to the sect.

Fierce Crane Ci Mei was currently stepping on the magical crane, and the scenery behind her quickly receded.

The two of them said nothing. The moment they made this decision, they no longer planned to rely on Chang Shan.

Chongxiao, the Sky-Breaking Sword Sect.

Unlike other sects, the Skybreaking Sword Sect did not choose to be located in the scenic spot of Lingshan Mountain, but in a huge sinkhole.

"I have long heard that the Po Kong Sword Sect is in a demon cave, suppressing a golden elixir monster. Now it seems that the rumors are true."

Fierce Crane looked at the huge dark pit below. If for no other reason, who would have pushed the sect deeper into the ground.

The two fell down and stood on the edge of the huge pit, looking down. It was dark and bottomless.

They had only heard about the Skybreaking Sword Sect, and this was the first time they came out of the sect.

Because the Skybreaking Sword Sect is an extremely special sect.

The only inheritance of sword cultivation, each generation of sect masters can break through the world, and even reflect it.

However, I don't know whether it is due to the location of the Sky-breaking Sword Sect or because of its own skills. Most of the disciples in the sect are very crazy and behave strangely.

They don't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, they kill each other, they kill each other...these are just some of the behaviors.

Therefore, the outside world rarely sees the disciples of the Pokyong Sword Sect. Although the mountain has not been sealed, it is no different from the mountain. Only major events such as the recruitment of disciples and the accession of the new sect leader every few years will reveal some news.

"Fellow Daoist Xinming, the fierce crane of Longshan and Ci Mei, come to visit."

The two of them did not dare to enter the pit rashly, so they could only shout from the edge.

After a while, a monk in blue robes and a sword flew out from under the huge pit.

"Two seniors, I wonder why you came to my Po Kongjian Sword Sect? My sect master is studying ancient books. If there is nothing important, he does not want to meet with outsiders."

This was just a qi-refining monk, but his tone was quite serious. There was no sense of restraint that ordinary qi-refining monks might have when meeting a Taoist priest.

"There's something big happening! There is an evil cultivator in Longshan, and it is suspected of being a scene. We are unable to deal with it, so we can only seek help from your sect."

"Evil cultivator? If you are an evil cultivator, just go to Yaoding Sect and Miaobao Sect. Why did you come all the way to Chongxiao from Longshan?"

It was obvious that the Skybreaking Sword Sect was unwilling to help.

All the sects in the nine places are indeed watching and helping each other.

But the only ones who have the ability to deal with the Shengjing period are Chang Shan from the Miaobao Sect, Xinming from the Sky-breaking Sword Sect, and Ye Zhi from the Yaoding Sect.

In addition to the three, they have one choice.

Combined with seventy, eighty or ninety foundations, we can still deal with one peak period foundation.

"Miaobao Sect Chang Shan put forward tricky conditions to embarrass us. Who doesn't know that Yaoding Sect Ye Zhi is only obsessed with refining elixirs and does not care about external affairs. Since your noble sect is not willing to help, it seems that the agreement between the various sects is nothing more than waste paper. "

Hitting the wall one after another, Jihe's inner emotions surged. These people who were stronger than them all acted like they had nothing to do with them.

In this case, they have nothing to say.

No matter what, they are also foundation-building monks and have the dignity that belongs to this realm.

The sect's inheritance... transfers the core disciples, brings enough supplies, and is not afraid of evil cultivators coming to the door.

It will be difficult for at most a hundred years, waiting for the evil cultivator to sit down and die.

If it really doesn't work, why can't they join if they can't beat them?

There was no direct conflict of interest in the first place. He decided to find the evil cultivator in order to inherit the inheritance of the Dehuo Sect.

"Hey, why is Fellow Daoist Jihe doing this? If it doesn't work, let's go to the Yaoding Sect and try again."

Seeing this, Cimei knew that Xihe was in an emotional outburst and quickly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Why is this so? This is how it should be. Cimei, I don't want to be begging for help like this anymore. If you still want to find someone, then go ahead. I'm going back to Longshan anyway."

Fierce He pulled open his sleeves and stepped back a few positions, his attitude firm.

"Eh."

Ci Mei let out a long sigh and stood next to Fierce Crane. The other party was right. He had already compromised his dignity by begging for help in a humble manner and repeatedly hit the wall. Only Longshan Xiangyun and the two had experienced the Corpse Refining Sect before, so they would have a close relationship.

In the end, these other places only rely on that piece of agreement.

After wanting to understand the key to the matter, Cimei doesn't want to force it anymore. Maybe this is the fate mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures.

"Don't go, you're already here, why don't you come in and sit down!"

A frivolous female voice came from the huge pit.

The expressions of the three people changed.

The Qi Refining cultivator of the Po Kong Sword Sect looked unhappy, while the ferocious crane with kind eyebrows looked at the giant pit in confusion and curiosity.

Stepping out with the sword, there are several feet of green hair behind him, waving in the wind like a tree. There are several jade slips attached to his forehead, covering half of his face, only revealing his slightly pale lips.

"Are you...fellow Taoist Xinming?"

Ci Mei didn't dare to confirm. Judging from the aura, he was indeed a foundation-building monk, but his appearance did not look like that of a sect leader.

"What? Do you know other minds? I heard what you said. Are you evil cultivators? I'll kill them."

Xinming put away his sword and landed lightly on the ground.

But the moment he landed, his body was a little unstable and he almost fell. The anxious Qi-refining cultivator immediately stepped forward to help him.

"Master, aren't you going to study ancient books in seclusion? Why are you..."

"Other things can be ignored, but evil cultivators can't. Evil cultivators are all valuable good people."

After saying that, Xinming said to Cimei Xionghe and the others: "Do you two want to explain things clearly here, or do you want to discuss in detail in my sect?"

The unexpected turn of events, Xinming's sudden appearance caught the two off guard.

Although he looked a little unreliable, from his tone, it seems that he didn't take the evil cultivators seriously.

This is a strong confidence in his own strength.

And he is not as crazy as the rumors say, and rumors cannot be trusted.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist Xinming, let's talk in detail after we enter your sect."

"Okay, follow me on the sword, don't walk around."

Xinming nodded, summoned the flying sword again and stepped on it, and at the same time the flying sword became larger, leaving space for Cimei Xionghe and the others.

Changing size at will is a feature that only magic weapons have.

The two stepped on the sword with envy and flew into the giant pit with the sword.

The flying sword was not slow, and it could descend more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, but the depth of the giant pit was somewhat surprising.

After thousands of meters, it was still falling.

There were many traces of excavation on the rock walls around the giant pit, and there were also many caves scattered in it.

It just looked very old and no one was there.